Wednesday, September 17, 2003
Reason #537...
...why I need to work at home instead of in a corporate atmosphere (which is still fairly lax, at least compared to my stint at a bank - besides which, if I worked at home I'd have very little human contact and that's probably not a good thing because then my social skills would plummet and no one wants that to happen and yes, there are 536 other reasons, I just haven't listed them here, but I've gotten them written down somewhere around here and - uh, what was I saying?):
I just took a swig of Dr. Pepper and have a sudden need to, well, oh dear, what's the polite word for it?
Oh yes. Belch. A-hem.
I'm talking a pretty sizable one. But, being the oh-so-ladylike person that I am, I refrain from doing so here at work. Because that would be rude. So I'm forced to let it out in tiny silent belches, after which I habitually say, "Excuse me," causing my co-workers to look at me with even more confused looks than they would normally have when contemplating me. Because they can't hear the belches, you see. Because I'm a complete lady, through and through.
If I were working at home, one fell swoop and I'd be done. Finito.
Damn my lady-like manners.
I just took a swig of Dr. Pepper and have a sudden need to, well, oh dear, what's the polite word for it?
Oh yes. Belch. A-hem.
I'm talking a pretty sizable one. But, being the oh-so-ladylike person that I am, I refrain from doing so here at work. Because that would be rude. So I'm forced to let it out in tiny silent belches, after which I habitually say, "Excuse me," causing my co-workers to look at me with even more confused looks than they would normally have when contemplating me. Because they can't hear the belches, you see. Because I'm a complete lady, through and through.
If I were working at home, one fell swoop and I'd be done. Finito.
Damn my lady-like manners.
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